Become a Master of Painting Cakes In Abusive Essays - Chapter 82

    Shang Qingfen, who was holding her hand, was startled, and looked at her a little, not quite understanding what Bian Yingning meant.

    Did she start to dislike her as soon as she established a relationship with herself?

    “No.” Shang Qingfen pursed his mouth and threw out the words with a fierce look.

    She didn’t have the chance to go anywhere.

    It was not her who was touched, but Shang Qinghui was much more awkward than Bian Yingning.

    “Huh.” Bian Yingning chuckled, took her hand to her mouth, and took a bite.

    Bian Yingning leaned over and approached Shang Qingfen along the edge of the small table a little: “How do I think you’re very unpleasant?”

    She approached so maliciously, Shang Qingfen subconsciously leaned back: “That’s your problem.” She said stubbornly.

    “My question?” Bian Yingning seemed to be thinking about this sentence.

    Bian Yingning leaned forward, Shang Qingfen leaned back, one step closer, one back a little.

      , she is still

    Her hand was also held by Bian Yingning in the palm of her hand.

    The feeling of being bitten by her still lingers.

    It was the bone of her hand that was bitten, but she felt that the palm of her hand was itchy and numb.

    Closer and nearer.

    Looking at Bian Yingning’s enlarged face, Shang Qingfen pressed her lips together.

    Her sofa is the kind of lazy sofa that is directly laid on the ground, behind which is a large area of ​​soft and elastic backrest.

    “You…you want to get so close…ah-“

    Shang Qingfen suddenly screamed before he could finish his questioning, and he fell into the sofa.

    “Don’t blame me, your floor is too slippery, a little slippery…”

    It’s a shame.

    She was gradually approaching full of “pressure”, forcing Shang Qingfen to lean back, but she didn’t expect that she didn’t lie down because she leaned too far, but she leaned forward because Too many did not stabilize the body.

    Everything happened very fast, and there was no time to react in the blink of an eye, Bian Yingning rushed forward and overwhelmed Shang Qingfen.

    She suddenly didn’t want to get up so fast.

    “You… what are you looking at, get up!” Shang Qingan’s small fist knocked on Bian Yingning.

    Bian Yingning turned her head to look at her, and suddenly said, “Are you my girlfriend now?”

    Shang Qingfen’s already pink face turned even redder from what she said.

    “What nonsense are you talking about?” Shang Qingfen said sternly with a face as red as a monkey’s butt.

    Bian Ying’s heart sank: “?”

    How come it’s a nonsense, how long has it been, and she plans to deny it?

      one person.”

    This feeling is the same as riding a roller coaster that I have never dared to ride, Bian Yingning smiled and was angry.

     After laughing, she lowered her head and pinched Shang Qingfen’s face with the tiger’s mouth, then took a bite.

    “Ah, bastard, get out of here!”

    Shang Qingfen, who was “humiliated” by being pressed under her body, was of course dissatisfied and struggled in various ways on the soft sofa.

      .

    Shang Qing’s fennel can hang multiple oil bottles, she gritted her teeth word by word and said hard: “Bian, Ying, Ning!”

    Unfortunately, even if she was so open, Bian Yingning would not give in.

    “Do you think it’s fun to talk and pant?”

    Bian Yingning raised a candid smile.

    Shang Qingfen, whose hands were pressed by Bian Yingning on both sides of his head, suddenly felt powerless to resist, and a sense of crisis that was about to be eaten and wiped suddenly appeared.

    A man can bend and stretch, not to mention her.

    “What a big breath, I just said I’m tired and stop for a while.”

    Yes, that’s what she was like just now, it wasn’t intentional, if she was scared because of what she said, that’s her problem.

    Bian Yingning is not afraid of her stubbornness: “Is the door locked?”

    She said this, Shang Qingfen naturally moved her gaze to the door.

    Looks like, it was unlocked just now?

    “Is it better to lock it?” Shang Qingyi heard Bian Yingning say this.

    The next moment, the lips were hot, and a red lip with the scent of black tea touched it.

    Like an ignorant child and a seasoned general.

    I tapped ignorantly on the closed shell teeth, when the shell teeth exposed the gap, it reached the hot and humid area, and seized all the right of action for the other soft tongue in the depths.

    He took it out domineeringly, wrapped it with his body, touched it lightly, slowly circled it, and brought it back to its own territory, so that it would also be familiar with its own place.

    They didn’t let go of each other until the base of their tongues tingled and they were almost out of breath.

    Bian Yingning’s fine kiss fell on Shang Qingfen’s mouth, chin, chin… and finally the ear.

    She spoke with a hot wind, like a breeze in summer, bringing a burst of uncomfortable restlessness: “Want to see… What does my clothes look like in your clothes? ?”

    Shang Qingfen’s eyes were already tightly closed, and she slowly opened when she heard her words.

    She knows what she dresses her like.

    But she couldn’t imagine what her clothes would look like on Bian Yingning.

    Want to.

    If you don’t see it, it’s definitely what you want.

    Shang Qingfen nodded invisibly.

    It is a very strange but very comfortable feeling.

    Once people grow up, they seldom have such close contact with others.

    “Then you take it off yourself?” Bian Yingning whispered in a hoarse voice beside Shang Qingfen’s ear.

    She was so close to Shang Qingfen that she could not see her sensitive and granular skin because of her own words.

    Get stuck in something that is too soft, and is pressed down, it is difficult to break free.

    It’s like Shang Qingfen at this time.

    She felt that not only her body was pressed against the sofa, but even her heart seemed to be tightly pinched.

    Will she come… take off.

    Shang Qingfen moved her wrist, and Bian Yingning let go of her hand.

    Bian Yingning’s head was still buried in her neck, and the tip of her tongue, like the small tentacles of a snail, tapped on her earlobe one by one.

    Her ears were numb and crisp as if they had been injected with anesthesia.

    Shang Qing’s hands and feet are softening.

    reason told her that she should push Bian Yingning’s head away from the fire with her hands free at this time, but her body and reason seemed to be separated.

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